Jonas Thompson's expression was as dark as ink.
After he finished speaking, he sneered, "But they still underestimate me! Ha, Joey, don't worry, what's meant for you, I won't give them a penny! Thinking they can compete with me… they're still too young!"
Once Jonas Thompson finished speaking, Joey Thompson lowered his head, concealing the gleam in his eyes.
He spoke up, "Dad, it's not for the sake of your company. I just want to remind you to be careful not to be deceived by others."
Jonas Thompson nodded.
Actually, what he admired the most about Joey was this trait.
He never accepted charity; what was given, he didn't want; what he wanted, he would take by his own means.
This was his wolf-like son.
Thinking this, Jonas Thompson took a deep breath, "I will prepare a contract later, leaving all my possessions to you. The previous contract is void, but it doesn't matter, I will go to the lawyer's office tomorrow and make another will…"
The light reflected off Joey's glasses.
